Guilty Gear

It's like death but sweeter It's freezing by the heater It's narcissism, fanaticism, And folly on a cake It's like steel but tougher I've got acid but no buffer It's cynicism, pessimism, And idiocy in a shake It's like mucus but putrid It's milk and booze diluted It's nihilism, optimism, And ignorance in a pie It's like sugar but sour It's drowning in the shower It's like having happiness and sorrow Impaled into your eyes